In the Purple Smoke Garden, Han took the slender hand of Xingchen Love Snow, affectionate, and his face was the tenderness that would only be shown when facing her.

"Rainbow, can you accompany me to a dance party tonight?"

In the face of the cold's tenderness, she was still a little unaccustomed to it, and slowly let go of her hands, pretending to have a very natural expression.

"Yes!"

But he didn't expect what was about to happen in the next second, looking at Xingchen Lianxue's indifferent expression, Han began to be afraid.

He has always wanted any woman to climb into her bed, but the charming woman in front of him is the person he wants to protect all his life.

The day before yesterday, we met again and fell in love at a glance.

I can't take my eyes off it, even if I was with her from the beginning because of appreciation, I never thought that I would slowly walk into that love trap and never escape.

Maybe at first it was just to find a woman who could communicate with her parents, because of that love at first sight, and I was deeply infatuated with that woman.

Whether it's cold-blooded her, or she's unintentionally smiling.

The little woman who exposed her dimples fascinated him deeply.

"Rainbow, are you really willing to be my bride?"

Yan Yihan's half-belief made the smile on Xingchen Lianxue's face obviously stiffen.

Does she really like the cold?

But like why is there no so-called rapid heartbeat, with a red face?

In just a few seconds, she remembered Xingchen Hanxi's handsome face, like God's perfect masterpiece.

I think of the tender scene when she fainted, the ambiguous scene in the early morning, the inexplicable kiss, and the first kiss that had been kept for eighteen years was gone.

Xingchen Hanxi has his own wife who sinks fish and geese, and he has such a gentle and elegant boyfriend as Han, why should he disturb each other's stable and peaceful life?

She would keep that simple love firmly in her heart, and as long as she was no longer involved with him, there would be no pain in her left chest, even if it wasn't her own will.

In a few short seconds, she thought a lot, and finally blurted out the answer.

"I do."

Why can I say that I am talking about today's weather conditions, but because I imagine Han as him.

Yan Yihan heard the sentence I am willing again, and was so excited that he picked up Xingchen Lianxue and spun in place.

Purple lavender seems to lie in their celebrations.

The wind gently ruffled her hair and blew the petals of purple lavender around them.

It's like a fairy tale.

A long, long time ago, in a garden covered with purple lavender, the prince excitedly picked up the princess, and the princess's cheeks were slightly red, such a beautiful scene.

Although the ending of the fairy tale is not perfect, the princess and the prince always love each other at the end.

Is this sentence talking about the pair of fairy couples in front of you?

The smile on the prince's face was not fake, but the princess's smile was ugly.

The happiness in front of you is for one person or four people.

Is happiness really lasting at this moment?

Why is there still some heartache.

The heartbeat still won't accelerate, and the smile on the face is still fake.

Cold, although I can't remember how I used to feel now, but give me some time, and I will slowly fall in love with you, I believe.